Author's Note:
Part 4 of this story. As always, all persons engaged in any sexual activity are 18+. I hope you all enjoy!
Six Days Until the Wedding
I woke up slowly, getting used to the new surroundings. Normally, I didn't sleep well in strange places, but I'd actually slept incredibly well. The bed felt amazing, and I was completely at ease. I looked over and saw Lila.
She looked like perfection. She was sleeping on her back, sheets not on her, and I could see her perfect breasts exposed. Just watching her breathing and her large, firm breasts moving to that rhythm was intoxicating. I swear I could have watched her all day like this. I gave her a small kiss on her shoulder, and she started to come awake. She looked over at me and smiled.
"Good morning, love," she said with a wide smile.
"Morning," I answered back with a smile. I kissed her deeply which she returned.
"Ready for breakfast?" she asked sweetly. I was hungry, but another urge came over me.
"I need to pee first," I admitted freely. She just smiled.
"Ok, babe," she said giving me a small kiss, "I'll meet you in the kitchen."
We both got up from there. She headed out the door and I headed to the bathroom. With all the drinks from last night, it took a good minute or two to get it all out of me. I shook it off and flushed. I gave myself a long look in the mirror.
Was I still me with all this? Was I still the same man I was six months ago? Three months ago? Two days ago?
I tried in vain to get my hair to cooperate a bit more, but it was to no avail. I looked at the time and figured no one else would be fully showered and ready either. No one was going back to work or school until after the wedding, so everyone would be home.
I washed up and went out the door. After it closed behind me, I became acutely aware again that I was naked. Yesterday, I'd at least had Lila at first with me to help soothe and calm me. At the moment, it was just me.
I went down the stairs slowly, not seeing anyone around. I heard noises coming from the kitchen. The sound of food being prepared and light voices. I walked somewhat cautiously there and eased open the swinging door.
Michael and Noni were already awake, Sara too. They were either looking at the paper or listening to music it seemed. Layla was also in there, serving coffee and prepping the kitchen for breakfast. Layla was also the only one who was clothed in anyway, wearing an apron. She was also the first to spot me.
"Well, Good Morning!" she said with a large smile. Everyone else turned to see me, smiling.
"Morning, son," Michael said rising up. He did the cock slide and I reciprocated. "Sleep well?"
"Yeah," I told him, "That bed is amazingly comfortable."
"Good!" he said slapping me on the back slightly.
"Good morning," Noni said, using the same cock slide. I reciprocated with her pussy.
"Morning," I said returning the greeting. I than noticed Sara next to me, having gotten up from the table amazingly quick.
"Good morning," I replied. She practically did a handshake of my genitals. I did the slide and she tried to trap my hand between her legs. Noni got sight of this.
"Sara..." Noni said in her matronly tone. She released my hand and Layla now wanted my attention.
"What would you like for breakfast?" she asked cheerfully.
"She can make just about anything," Michael said boastfully.
"Bacon and scrambled eggs?"
"Coming right up!" as she went back to work.
"Thank you," I said as I went over to the coffee pot. Layla saw me and beat me to it, grabbing the pot.
"How do you take it?" she asked.
"Black is fine," I answered.
"Ooh," Layla responded, "I knew I liked him," winking at the rest of the family. She seemed to shake her ass a bit as she went back to work.
"That sounds good," Michael added after hearing my order. "Make that two." Layla nodded her agreement and went back to it.
I took the mug and sat down near Lila. She rubbed my leg as I sat. She gave me a piece of the newspaper with the puzzles and comics. I found the crossword and Lila immediately produced a pencil knowing how much I loved doing them.
"Morning, fam!!!" was Manny's entrance into the kitchen, subtle as ever. He waved a greeting at everyone and gave Layla a slide and a peck on the cheek.
"What are my chances of waffles this morning?" he asked Layla slyly. She just smirked at him.
"If you want waffles, you're gonna have to pay for it," she said.
"Done!" Manny seemed to quickly agree.
"What's done?" Angela asked bouncing into the kitchen.
"The boy," Layla clearly indicating Manny, "wants waffles."
"Ooh, that sounds good!" she said excitedly.